This is a song about "My dreams are true yours arnt"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Around kids. these fuckin hopeless slits on my wrists arnt doing anything why

But if i flash to much/ i look to dangerous/ my mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/

Telling me dreams are the biggest and my raps will always become so coherent

My raps are good, yours are bad..

I know the world been waiting for that

Epic, they used to feed me detours

My raps is better then yours

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

My dreams are falling like evil angels

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

My dreams are unstoppable

Lady at the frank stand will